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Name: Noah Taesun
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Interests: Thomas the Tank Engine and Friends, singing, dancing, playing ball with dad, being a ham and making mom and dad laugh
Expertise: Being adorable.
Industry: Entertainment
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Member Since:
10/24/2002
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| School starts right after Labor Day and mom has already purchased my school supplies. My new public school is a bit far from my house. Mom and dad were both assuming they'd drive me back and forth to school but they know it would be good to have me ride the bus sometimes. But they were told I'd probably have to ride the bus everyday during the first few weeks of school so the school system will not get rid of that stop. Mom got so nervous thinking about me having to ride the bus all by myself. I've never, ever ridden the bus before and she's worried that I'd have no clue as how to find my bus, how to know when I'm supposed to get off and even sitting on the bus all by myself since the trip may be long with multiple stops along the way. So she thought that just maybe, Dad would be able to follow the bus with his car to make sure I'm okay. She thought he would scoff at the idea and tell mom that she's babying me but when she told him about how she was told that I would have to ride the bus the first weeks of school he immediately remarked, "Well, I guess I'll just follow the bus in my car!" hahaha. talk about helicopter parents... But really, the bus situation is a bit worrisome. We're way south and my new school is way north and with multiple stops along the way, it could be a very long ride (45+ minutes). Actually, there was even an newpaper article a few months back about how long this particular bus ride is for certain students in the school system (since it's a magnet school it pulls students from all over the school system). So really, it's not just mom being too worried. They may just scrap the idea altogether and drive me back and forth. oy. | | |
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Remi has been getting better at feeding herself. Today, she decided to throw her noodles AND drink on the floor. Her juice went all over the place. Mom was hurriedly putting a load of laundry in the washer and when Remi did that she yelled a very stern "NO Remi! NO!" Mom wanted to be extra stern with her so she wouldn't do it again next time. Remi kind of looked at her then looked away as if she knew she did something wrong. I stopped right in my tracks and watched mom's face very carefully (I hate, hate getting in trouble). Remi started to kind of giggle so mom was very firm with her again and said, "NO Remi! Don't do that. That's not nice!!"
Then as mom was finishing up with the laundry, she saw that I was on the floor quickly cleaning up Remi's mess. I was picking up the noodles and wiping up the juice with a paper towel. She was really proud of me. I'm not usually much of a clean-er and she is glad that I showed initiative. Later that night I asked her, "Mommy, are you still mad at Remi?" and she explained to me that she was never mad but that she needed to have a strict tone of voice so Remi knew what she was doing was wrong. But just in case, I asked mom if the three of us could snuggle on the couch together for a little while. So we did, and we all shared some goldfish crackers. good times.
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| I cried last night because I didn't get to kiss Remi goodnight. She was feeling sick so mom took her to bed while I was taking my bath and when I came out and realized she was gone I was so sad and disappointed that I cried. Mom and dad didn't realize how important it was to me. They SHOULD have though because every night I ask mom multiple times if she's about to take Remi to bed and every night when it's time for Remi to sleep I run to her and give her and hug and kiss and say, "Good night Remi, I'm going to miss you."
Keep in mind that 98% of the time I'm the doting, loving Big Brother. The other 2% of the time I'm begging mom to keep Remi on a leash so she won't mess with my stuff! And I don't think twice if mom tells me to go to my room to eat my dessert or snack so Remi won't see it and want it.
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| What not to take in case of emergency... ME
I'm terrible in crisis situations. Mom is realizing this more and more. I tend to kind of... freak out. Is it nature or nuture? Mom wonders sometimes if she should verbally guide me through potential crisis situations but she knows that would worry me even more so is that an indication that it's more of mom's nervous influence? For example, she knows that if she tells me about potential hazards when we're out shopping like getting lost, being approached by a stranger, evacuations or robberies that I'll start being scared when we go out.
This trait of mine is definitely coming out now that I have a younger sibling. Mom was getting Remi dressed into her pjs and Remi has a tendency to run away before mom can put the pj top over her head. This is while she's on top of the bed so the other day she BOLTED for the edge of the bed. I was standing right there and instead of reaching my arms out to her in case she made a leap for it, I immediately plugged my ears with my fingers to brace myself. Mom asked me why I did that instead of trying to get Remi (mom was on the opposite side of the bed) and I told her I was just too scared that she would fall (she didn't by the way). There have been other instances of this as well where I just freeze up (by plugging my ears) instead of acting upon an emergency -like once when she fell outside on the concrete.
I'm MUCH stricter with Remi than mom and dad are, too. There are lots of things I don't think she should play with because "She'll choke!" but mom and dad say that she can. When they do that, I tell them, "Then, I'm not gonna watch her!" Once I actually cried because I didn't want her to play with this toy that had small pieces but mom and dad said it was okay. Most of the time, when she leaves the room I'm in to explore another part of the house on her own I call her name "Remiiiiiii!" so she won't leave because "she might get hurt." Sometimes mom has to tell me, "Chill out Noah!" hahahaha
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| I lost my 4th tooth today. Well, I guess I didn't really lose it but it was forcefully yanked out of my mouth. It had been wiggly for weeks now and it was beginning to bother me. Grandpa pulled one of my teeth with a string before so I had a sudden moment of bravery and told him he could do it again. Of course the $10 he bribed me with sweetened the pot.
So he tied a string to it and pulled but the string kept slipping off! I kept bracing myself pull after pull and it was agonizing. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "Can't someone just pull this tooth OUT??!!!" and burst into tears. I was crying pretty hard. The tooth was already loosened up a lot so then dad gave it a final try with a paper towel and popped it right out. I collapsed into tears in halmoni's arms but immediately stopped once halabuji took out his wallet. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Hooray for grandparents! And happy anniversary to them! (we celebrated their anniversary with them today)
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